Srry I haven't updated in like forever, but I have been sooo busy! Also srry if this chappie is short…I'm tired, but feel like writing…

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I leaped off of the front steps of the Curtis' household, and I immediately wished I had a smoke. I was tense and knew that it would help me chill out. I knew I promised myself that quitting was best about a month ago, but right about now, I didn't care.

I headed over to my side of town to find a gas station or drug store or someplace where I could buy some smokes, a mustang trailing me for a while, before pulling over. I spun around and glared at the three guys who emerged from the car, and found myself holding back a laugh all of a sudden when a fourth and fifth emerged. "What the hell is that? A clown car?" I asked in as serious a voice I can manage.

The one in the front smiled. "It could be…" he said, leaning against the silver car.

The others nodded and the towheaded one said, "What's a hot chick like you doing on the wrong side of town? Didn't you just move into that huge ass house on Leesville road?"

I nodded. "I was just talking to some kid from school. I missed the whole deal about the socs and greasers, so now I'm heading back to the civilized part of Tulsa," I replied.

They all laughed, and began introducing themselves. I put some names with faces I had seen through my first day at school, and the rest I will probably forget by tomorrow.

The one who had introduced himself as Kyle smiled and stepped forward. It was his 'stang. "What do you say to havin' us show you around and introducing you to some of the girls we hang with so they can get you updated on all the latest gossip and eyelash curling techniques," He said with a slight chuckle.

The towheaded one who said his name was Dan I think, laughed. "Eyelash curling techniques…sure…they'll prolly talk about us," he said.

"Thanks guys," I said, making a mock sour face. I figured I could go get some smokes later…

Before long I was at a girl named Molly's house. She was nice and was the perfect picture of niceness as well. Unlike me and my 'stringy blond hair', she had soft brown curls and green eyes. Her and some other girls had given me the grand tour of Main Street while we went shopping. I must admit that this is the most fun I had ever had plotting revenge on anyone. I figured that if Dal really wanted to see me as a soc and be a normal pig headed man about things, then I would do nothing to prove him wrong.

School the next day ran smoothly. I ignored all attempts any greasers made to talk to me until the big climax at lunch.

I went to go sit with Molly, Dan and Kyle and all them when I saw Dally enter the cafeteria, presumably to pick Johnny and Pony up for lunch like he told me he did often…well when I was still talking to him anyway…

Johnny smiled at me when we passed and the three stopped at our table, much to the dismay of Dally. He just stood behind them like a large, dimwitted monkey trying to look intimidating. "Hey Laney!" Pony said for the third time, a little louder than needed.

"You talkin' to me, grease?" I asked, looking over at him, blowing the smoke from my smoke in his face, quirking an eyebrow.

"Uh yeah…" Pony said, slightly confused.

"Last time I checked, the greasers didn't have enough courage to stay in the same room as the socs. Try and kick us out. Has that changed in the last, what, 12 hours?" I asked causing Dan to snigger. I had told them all about my encounter, conveniently forgetting the part about how I met Dally in the cooler.

"Well…" Pony started, but Dally cut him off.

"Laney, what the hells gotten into you?"

"Well I dunno. I think I've just finally accepted the fact that I'm better than you, and hanging around stupid greasers because I pity you won't help anyone," I replied coolly.

The guys snickered, the girls giggled. I fit into this role rather well if I do say so.

I knew that Dally was gonna swing a punch long before it happened, so I played it cool for a while, then ducked underneath it, seemingly digging something out of my bag. He growled and swung again, and I still played oblivious and dropped a pen so I could duck under the next. He forgot the fact that I knew his moves better than anyone, and I knew he was going to punch by the way his shoulders tensed suddenly. I rose to face him. He was the most pissed off I had seen him in a while. "Dally, I think you should stay out of the sun…your face is all sun burnt…" I said with a sickly sweet innocent voice. I knew it was because he was mad…I'm not that stupid.

I didn't notice where Pony and Johnny had gone too, nor did I care. A fight would let me give off some off the steam I had been holding onto after yesterday. Plus I didn't like being mean to Pony and Johnny, but I knew it would be what Dally hated most of all, and I knew that Johnny and Pony would understand when I explained to them…

"Laney…" Dally growled.

"Yes oh ruler of the world?" I asked innocently.

"Shut the hell up and listen!"

"Like you do?!" I said in a low voice.

"Look Laney, about yesterday--"

"Oh, you mean when you kicked me out of Pony's house?" I asked

He growled and swung at me again, but I caught his hand in mine, and swung at him myself, rebelling in the sound of my hand connecting with the side of his face. "I don't want to hear it." I said, grabbing my books and walking out, Kyle following me.

"Nice shot!" Kyle said with a whistle when we reached outside.

"It was easy enough. He always lets his guard down when he goes to punch someone…" I replied without thinking.

"How did you know that?" He asked me in a curious tone.

"I just knew…"

"You've met him before, haven't you?" He asked in a knowing voice.

"No…" I replied, trying to keep the shaking out of my voice. I had hoped to leave that past behind me when I started my new life as a high class soc…

"What, don't you trust me?"

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Will Laney be able to escape her past and Dally's wrath?! Lol, r/r!